You Only Live Once Songtext
von Master P

Master P don′t take no bullshit
(What's up with that)
Master P don′t take no bullshit
(What's up with that)
Master P don't take no bullshit
(What′s up with that)
Master P don′t take no bullshit
I ain't no joke and the truth should be told
I write some rhymes and the shit go gold
Master P don′t take no bullshit what they saying
Straight to the top in No Didd Land
It's time to house the set and put some punks to rest
And let you motherfuckers know that I′m the best
Back in the days I used to rhyme for fun
Now I'm getting paid and I′m number one
Hardcore jams and dope-themed beats
Man I never sell out punk that's just me
Master P don't take no bullshit
(What′s up with that)
Master P don′t take no bullshit


(What's up with that)
Master P don′t take no bullshit
(What's up with that)
Aww, once again from the south now I′m kicking it in Cali
I sport a gold chain, a beeper and some Bally
My main intention is to get paid
Forget fame I write some shit that fucks with your head
Like fizzide kizzide rizzoe
Get off my jock you little hizhoe
Baseheads out for the pizzight
Mothers leaving kids in the middle of the nizzight
Runny-nosed kids with dirty diapers just holler
But the dopeman don't give a fuck he′s all about the dizzollars
But if you mess with me you're pressing your luck
Cupid shooting love but I'm a rapper that don′t give a fuck
Master P don′t take no bullshit
(What's up with that)
Master P don′t take no bullshit
From the hood but you know I ain't a gangbanger
A straight rapper could never be a slanger
I left home because moms started bitching
Now I′m getting paid living from the rags to the riches
Hoes only out for the money
Brothers on the corners getting bossed like dummies
I can't drive through the hood without dogging a cop
Young girls used to jump rope now they selling cot
My brother used to play Nintendo
Now the only game is to sell that indo
I house the set like a vet
I′m the new kid on the block you bet
Fucking with P you got a hell of a nerve
Go back to Sesame Street you look like Big Bird
Or put your dukes up punk if you want some
Or get your ass chewed like a bubblegum
Master P don't take no bullshit
(What's up with that)
Master P don′t take no bullshit
(What′s up with that)
Master P don't take no bullshit
(What′s up with that)
Aww, I been ruling the mic ever since my younger days
MCs start shivering cause I'm sharper than a razor blade
Control the crowd like a shark in the ocean
Subsidizing my rhymes like a genie potion
My DJ G scratch gives ′em a hit
But the cops can't touch P cause I′m legit
The No Limit Mafia is on the hip-hop scene
And if you're down with Master P let me hear you scream
Master P don't take no bullshit
(What′s up with that)
Master P don′t take no bullshit
(What's up with that)
Master P don′t take no bullshit
(What's up with that)